Fresh flowers for her sable hair
And diamonds bright beyond compare.

Sweet perfume and a gentle hue
To shadow soft her eyes of blue.

A necklace of pink lustrous pearl
And finest silken scarves to furl.

Sapphires, emeralds, rubies bright
To strike her fancy with delight.

And golden bracelets on her wrist,
And eau de vie with just a twist.

And kinder still for all her pain,
A silver bullet in her brain.

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